Freezing
Sure to get down
Being 
Stares into the distant Sun

Complicate the words
Suffocated cold

Orbit
Flung into dark
Fading
Hazy glow of tiny stones

Complicate the words
Suffocated cold

Down and you're tattered
But you're really not sure
Broken crown
Underground, the solitude
Makes no sound

Familiar, unclear
What y'doing out here?
Turned to stone, make your home
The long return
Aphelion

Aphelion Headspace

Which two are flowered
through the sidewalk?
Their last sweet leaves were 
plucked until -
- the madness blushed her
tints of rose and
flecked, ruffled, petaled
rings of blue.

Eyes roll, devoured,
throbbing quickly.
The world is meaning,
laying bare.
And on the wrong side 
of the river
the world is image:
condemned affair.

Come with the downtime rain
Beat it back the best that you can

Speak lies at last, lies
made of soft night.
With honey fool the 
dirt away.
Moon, melancholic,
strikes the mirror.
The noise within you
scrapes your veins.

Come with the downtime rain
Beat it back the best that you can

Posthumous

Downtime Rain

Somewhere on the highway
Alien disconnection
Mirages forming faces and
Deepening their impressions
And once the last touch of night 
Collapses into daybreak
A beacon rips the sky and blindly dances you to your
Wake

Unrelenting chorus
Song with no direction
Your marching towards the sound it makes
Losing track of your intention
Somewhere on the highway 
Feel the slow erosion 
Of everything that's now behind
Complete the dislocation

Gone away
In the burning air
Dislocated spaces
On a road nowhere

Last one to the exit
Apparent misdirection
An image forming in the sky 
Where the stars should cross your vision
And try to wipe the streaks of light 
Away from every heartache
The pictures painted failed 
You woke up out behind the highway

Damage to the headlights
Moths fly to the background
No one left to leave you
Dislocated
Thinking out loud
Somewhere on the highway 
Feel the slow erosion 
Of everything that's now behind
Complete the dislocation

Gone away
In the burning air
Dislocated spaces
On a road nowhere

Dislocation

Hide
Soak your skin
Hide
Drink it in
You
Poisoned water
You
Drowning man

(Lord of Matter)
Wash thy purity away
Refuse the lie that castigates

Kneel
Nothing coming
Kneel
Vultures circling
Death
Hold the candle
Death 
Never was

(Lord of Matter)
Wash thy purity away
Refuse the lie that castigates

Lord of Matter

A thought starts to leak in
The smiles to the rescue
You play with the slivers
Of sun from your mind's view
Best keep running
Your God is a recluse
Clawing for something
Drowning in refuse

Deal - Hand of Fate
Lost - forever Wet Flame
Steel - got the blade raised
Off - to a better place

Cry out
There'll be no solace from the Sun
Lie down
They'll have you fixed up from the inside out

Rest your head here
Sing in the black room
Grieve at the bottom
You're home until you improve
The mind has weakened
Beasts won't stay subdued
The ghosts they can't see
The coats have a white hue

Deal - Hand of Fate
Lost - forever Wet Flame
Steel - got the blade raised
Off - to a better place

Cry out
There'll be no solace from the Sun
Lie down
They'll have you fixed up from the inside out

The chills turn inward
The bricks are counting down
The numb calm kicks in
Soon you will come around

Solace

You'll wilt long when you're lonely
Lash lash out - fevered, dead
Don't get lost where you're going
Ignorance will pay the fare

Kissed the rat that I ate
Course of pride for my tongue
Wandered after my fate
Holy sickness will come
Blisters form on my mind
Eyes float across the Sun
Death loses all its sting
Voices call from Beyond

(breathe)Rat eater
(seethe)Rat eater

Riding out the Devil's glory
The picture frames nightmares
The window leaking vermin
Can't crash out breathe the air, Lord

Rat Eater

Ticket to your favorite ride
Ridden it a thousand times
Slides into familiar view
Be the last time that you do

The mirror moves
The world lies
You close your eyes, there's someone else inside

Stalk the fool
Who tries to hide
And your body's running out of time

Nothing inside you
Is feeling real
Standing on the edge
Of an infinite field

Brutalized
Tongue on fire
Buried in a hollow sty

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